Alan Vega, suicide Ghostrider, Ghostrider. Ghostrider, motorcycle hero. Ghostrider, motorcycle hero. . Baby, baby, baby, baby, he's blazing away. Like the star, star, stars in the universe, yeah.
One look in my eyes and you know what I came here for. One look in my eyes and you know what I came here for. Take a look at my eyes and you know what I came here for.
Chaos on the streets. What a price to pay for glory. Loud, proud, and punk. Just another East Side Story. . 1 to start the fight. 3 to do it right. Bottle to the head.
You're the greatest gal this boys ever had. Wouldn't trade you for a million bucks. Everyday there's something new that keeps me loving you. A fool would I be to lose you.
There's a time for action and time to speak out. A time to be heard above all the noise. They can't hide the truth any longer. . There's a time for action and the time is now.
There wasn't any easier way. Except for You to overcome the grave. To descend and look death in the face. . Overwhelming it, so You could see. That man in all his sinful parades.
I remember the day. When the love of God landed in our town. He took all the silent and broken hearts. And fixed them up and gave them a sound. . He had almost every different kind of kid.
He wanted to believe in you. Be strong in everything you knew. Draining your blood right behind your back. Let it flow, let it flow, sleeper hold, sleeper hold.
Last chance to get rich off this shit. That makes me sick. You think you've seen it all, yeah. You haven't seen shit, you moron. . Come on, you better look behind your back.
Gung Ho, is a word I know. Means things are just beginning. Birth of a child, the wildness of youth. And the turf in the first inning. . Coffee in the morning or Chinese herb tea.
there's a train going by. and the railroad cars. rush away like the days in the year. and i'm waving goodbye. cause something is leaving. but things are not how they appear.
once upon a time there was a very friendly princess. who was captured. by a big, grumpy, invisible wizard. he locked her in. the tippy top of his. tower and late at night when she was very tired,.
GIMME A SLICE. by Maggie, Terre and Suzzy Roche. . Money position and power. Flashing back to the first impression. Hurrying year and slow hour. Are you ready to make some concessions.
everybody writes a rain song. everybody writes what's done 'em wrong. everybody writes the same pain song. and as long. as it's gonna sound just like everybody else's.
Good time. . Good time. . Good time. . Talkin bout the good time. We gonna have a good time. Talkin bout the good time. We gonna have a good time. . Good time, good time.
I was lost, I thought the losing dice were tossed. I didnt know where to go, I didnt have no one to turn to. Im glad I found you just in time. Wont miss those things I left behind.
Can you see it when it's coming?. Feel the danger, got you running. For the color, disappearing. So much gray skin is appearing. . They never see the day of light.
We have good reason to celebrate. Good reason to sing out loud. Good reason to dance for joy. Good reason. . We have good reason to celebrate. Good reason to sing out loud.
I go outside and praise the God. Who mapped the stars out in the sky. And gather 'round with those who love and sing. . He is our King. . I go outside and praise the God.